Hi kittens! Thanks again for reading my little Quickies. I've had such a blast sharing them with you. I have this one, which I hope you'll all enjoy. It's back to the smuff. Right now, this is my last one. My muse (or a-muse) has taken a little break, so unless it comes back, or unless the Smut Fairy visits me in my dreams and whacks me on the head with her wand, this might be it.
TITLE: SEEING PINK
AUTHOR: Wimpy
RATING: NC17 for my fellow smut-addicted kittens
DISCLAIMERS: Oh, I wish they were mine! I know you were all thinking the same thing.
SPOILERS: Well, not really, starts with beginning of SR, but then veers WAY far away from any evilness. Trust me.
FEEDBACK: Yes Please!! You make me so happy!
SUMMARY: Well, like I said, it starts with beginning of SR, only the first few lines, then ventures to a completely different place...where we all wish it would have gone. I think you'll like this version a lot better!
Hope you enjoy!
SEEING PINK
"Hey...clothes."
"You better not get used to 'em."
"Mmm...yes ma'am."
"Xander!"
"Okay, not quite the response I was fishing for."
"No...Xander...he's out back, talking to Buffy."
"Xander...out back? But, wait, I'm confused. As we (and all of our wonderful, faithful and overly-attentive viewers) know, our bedroom is on the front of the house, so how can you possibly be looking out the front window and be seeing the back yard?"
"Oh, you know you're right. This window does face the front. So what exactly is going on here? Is it magic?"
"I have a different theory."
"Bunnies?"
"No."
"Midgets?"
"No. Hey, you're not going to start singing are you?"
"Only if you complete me."
"Maybe later...but about that theory..."
"Yes?"
"I think whatever is happening is something that is out of our control."
"Like maybe it has something to do with the Powers That Be?
"No...more like 'the M.E. Writers That Be'. I think they've been smoking that wacky weed again.
"You mean marijuana?"
"No...Lethe's bramble. I think they were all sitting around one night, totally out of ideas, had the Lethe's bramble left over from that one episode, rolled it and lit up...probably not the first time either."
"You mean the episode where you cast a spell to make me forget, but somehow the only thing I forgot was our fight about you using too much magic, but how up until that point it was totally okay with everybody...but all of a sudden everyone was freaking out because you used it to decorate for the party?"
"Umm, yeah, that one."
"And that I didn't think it was weird to find a weed under your pillow. In fact, I thought the dried up little thing was so pretty that I wore it on my top, but you never noticed?"
"Um, yep."
"Okay, definitely not the first time they smoked that stuff."
"Definitely not! Oh, sorry...bad phrasing."
"Just negative association."
"Even the part where I made up for that little slip about the Robo-slut?"
"Well, I knew you didn't mean anthing by it, but the ravaging in the bathroom was totally planned."
"It was?"
"Absolutely. It was fun, wasn't it?"
"Oh yeah! You're such a wild woman!"
"Don't tell anybody. M.E. didn't write it into my character."
"It's our little secret."
"One among many."
"Yeah...like the time at the Magic Box when you were reading my palm."
"Ahh...Willowhand."
"Oh yeah."
"It was so hard for me to keep a straight face with you under my skirt."
"A 'straight' face?"
"You know what I mean. You were quite frisky that day."
"I remember. Hey, I think I see a pattern here. It seems like when we're not restricted by the narrow minds of 'the Powers That Be M.E.' we have lots more fun."
"Like the way it should be."
"Oh yeah."
"Um...okay then...I have a little confession to make."
"What?"
"Well, it's more kind of like a fantasy."
"Come on...share."
"Well, I've kinda always wanted to...maybe mess around in the...um...kitchen."
"The kitchen? Really?!"
"Yes, really."
"Well, what did you have in mind?"
"It's a surprise."
"Oh, I like surprises. Will there be chocolate?"
"Not telling."
"Will there be spatula usage?"
"Still not telling. Now, why don't you wait here, give me about 5 minutes, then come down and see if you can find me."
"Do I get my surprise when I do?"
"You'll have to wait and see. Now...5 minutes and no peeking."
"Okay...5 whole minutes...grumble, grumble. Okay, 3, 2, 1...ready or not, here I come!"
"Hmmm...where could she be? Nope, not in the frig (hehe), but there's ice cream in the freezer...maybe a Tara-sundae. Do we have bananas? Strawberries maybe?"
"Nope, not in there...nothing but pantry stuff...cereal, paper plates, pantry liners Now, where is my beautiful girlfriend?"
Willow leaned against the countertop of the island, deep in thought, gazing out the back door.
Just as that thought hit her, something else hit her. "Oh!" The sensation of the button of her jeans being undone and her zipper slowly being lowered. "Oh...oh boy!"
In the recess underneath the counter, a naked blonde was fulfilling her fantasy. She easily lowered the jeans to the floor and lifted the feet so Willow could easily step out.
"I found you!"
"Shhh...must be stealthy."
"Oh yeah...very stealthy."
"Shhh."
"Sorry" she whispered and looked down to see two beautiful, bright blue eyes smiling up at her.
"Nice panties" she said as she stroked a finger down the center of the front, separating the folds. "And you got them all wet."
Willow could feel her legs trembling at the touch.
"Uh-huh...wet."
Tara's hair was down partially obscuring the view, but Willow caught a glimpse of those perfect round breasts and she couldn't help but lick her lips and smile.
"Just keep leaning on the counter, sweetie."
"But I can't see you from there."
"For now, just go with your sense of touch. Then, if you're good, I'll let you watch. You do enjoy watching, don't you?"
"You know I like to watch."
"Well, if you have a little patience, you may get to experience many different sensations today."
"Oh, that sounds nice."
"Okay...just lean forward, relax and enjoy" Tara said as she kept stroking up and down Willow's hot center.
"Mmmm, that feels nice."
"Uh-huh."
Tara started stroking down Willow's small but strong thighs, lightly carressing the soft flesh, slowly down the calves and then moving back up and around. Her hands were gliding up the back of her knees and tickling the thighs again.
She felt the goosebumps rise on the skin and knew she was causing more reactions as one hand left a thigh and went back to the now-soaked panties. She slid her fingers from back to front and could feel the wetness growing with every stroke.
"Let's lose these" she said as she slid the panties down and off, landing gently at Willow's feet.
Now sliding a hand to the inside of a thigh, she gently pushed a leg out, opening Willow wider.
"What are you thinking, Willow?"
"Well, here I stand at the kitchen counter, half naked, being made love to in broad daylight, with my two friends and a gigolo right outside the back door...so I'm thinking...this is SO fucking hot!! Oh, and I think I'm kinda gay."
Tara laughed but Willow could only moan as Tara spread her swollen lips with both hands.
"You look delicious, Baby." Then she took a long, slow taste. "Mmmm...you are delicious."
Willow's legs quivered and her moaning grew louder.
"Shhh sweetie...you have to try to keep it down" Tara whispered.
"God! It's so hard. That just feels so good."
"Mmm...and I'm just getting started" Tara says as she reaches for the bowl beside her under the counter.
Tara rakes two fingers through the whipped cream and pauses before smearing it over Willow's inner thighs.
"Tell me what you feel" she says as she lets her fingers glide up the thigh, spreading the creamy goodness all the way up.
"Oh shit!" Willow jumps in surprise.
"That's...that's...cold...mmm...cream...ohhhh...nice."
"Mm hmm...nice and tasty" Tara says as she licks her fingers and then traces the path of the whipped cream with her tongue, lapping up the sweetness.
"More?"
"Oh...yes...please."
Tara takes small handful and runs it over the other thigh, laughing as Willow flinched.
Her tongue again followed the path of her fingers...this time slowly licking her way up the thigh, taking time to swirl her tongue around the soft freckled skin, even where there wasn't whipped cream...just savoring the taste of Willow.
"More?" she teased.
"Oh God! Yes. Yes!" Willow tried to whisper but was finding it increasingly hard to do.
"You're sure?"
"Oh, hell yeah!"
Tara smiled at Willow's enthusiasm and again scooped up more whipped cream. She knew what the reaction was going to be, so she placed a hand firmly around a leg. With her other hand, she brought it up to the wet curls and slowly ran the cold cream through hot lips.
She held Willow tight as she almost jumped out of her hand.
"Holy sh...Oh my God!"
"Easy...take it easy" Tara tried to calm her.
"Okay...easy...breathe...holy crap...breathe..."
"You okay?"
"Mmm hmmm" Willow moaned and started swaying her hips as the mixture of creams started to flow.
Tara's mouth was watering watching the cream oozing from her lover's folds. She slid her tongue along the inside of the thigh where it had dripped, then moved up to the center of the sweetest cream.
Slow, deliberate strokes, dipping in, then around, wanting to lap up every bit of Willow's creamy goodness.
She held Willow tight as she continued her feast, Willow rocking with every stroke.
"I have another surprise for you" Tara told her, and Willow tried pause her moaning to listen.
"Tell me what you sense now" she said as she reached for the other container on the floor, picking up one of the plump strawberries. She lifted it to the redhead's opening and gently slid the tip of the berry up the slit until it rested against her aching clit.
Willow jerked but Tara held her tight.
"Unnngh...God...Tara...that's...oh God!"
"Well?"
"That feels...well...smells...fruity...feels incredible" she moaned again as Tara pushed the fruit harder into her clit, as Willow began grinding herself into it.
Tara brought the fruit to her lips and took a bite.
"Yummy" she murmured.
She picked up another one and slowly inserted it carefully into Willow's opening, holding it firmly, pushing it in a little more, ever so gently. She eased it back out and then gently in again.
Willow couldn't hardly stand. Her legs grew weak as she tried to grind further into Tara's sweet treat, and Tara held her tighter.
"Tara...please..." Willow begged, "I don't think I can...take much more...ohhh"
"No more?"
"No more...teasing...please...I need to...oh please...just do it!"
Tara smiled and decided to give in to the pleas.
With the tip of the strawberry still teasing the opening, Tara wrapped her full lips around Willow's aroused clit and sucked slow and hard.
Willow felt her orgasm instantly as tremors shook her body and her hands slapped at the counter seeking some kind of support. She rocked her hips into her lover as she felt another climax tear through her, causing her knees to buckle and her toes to curl.
Tara released her and let her slump into her arms, cradling her there on the floor.
"I love you" she whispered as she stroked the soft red hair.
"Wow."
"I take it you liked my surprise."
"Wow."
"Hmm...monosyllabic...must've done something right" she smirked.
Meanwhile...as the whipped cream covered lovers were snuggling on the kitchen floor, strange events were unfolding just a few feet away in the back yard.
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"Hey Buff! Whatcha doing?"
"Oh, what I do best...poking stuff with a stick."
"Yep. You're the queen of the poking. Wait...that didn't come out quite right."
Just then, a shiny pink shirt caught their eye. How could it not?
The man approached them quickly, swaying his hips as he strode over to them with something metal and shiny in one hand and in the other...what the f...
"Get out of my way, Slayer" he lisped.
"War..."
"No...not anymore. I've changed my name. Now I go by....Nancy...with an 'N'"
"Nancy? That's so...blah" Buffy said.
"Well, I feel like a 'Nancy', and I've come to realize some things.
"Such as?" Buffy asked.
"I realized why I acted the way I did...why I was so misogynistic...so chauvinistic. I was jealous...so, so jealous. I didn't hate women...I wanted to be one!" Nancy exclaimed.
Buffy and Xander exchanged questioning glances.
"Ooo-kay. But why the ...the razor and that can of...what the hell is that anyway?" Buffy asked.
"Oh this? It's my own personal line of shaving cream. I just invented it. I finally decided to put my brains where my heart is."
"But why are you here?" Xander asked.
"Well, since I've been watching Queer Eye, I realize that I have a mission."
"A mission?" they asked in unison.
"Yes...to seek out fashion faux pas...to right the wrongs...to..."
"Okay, okay. We get it, but what are you doing here?
"Oh yeah, that. Well, I have been staring at that fur patch at the hollow of Xander's neck since Season 4, and it's driving me crazy! Major faux pas, and well...just gross. It must be removed. Now get out of my way, girlfriend! I'm gonna make him smooth, just like me" Nancy says as he bares his newly waxed, but still flabby chest.
"Wait, War...I mean Nancy. You mean this thing here that looks like pubic hair?" Buffy asks as she wraps her fingers in the kinky mess and gives it a hard tug.
"Ow! Geez Buff...gentle much?"
"Shut up Xander and let Nancy work". I've been wanting to do this myself for 2 frickin' years!" Buffy yells as she pins Xander to the chair with ease.
"Have at him, Nancy!"
"Yippee!" Nancy squeals and skips happily to Xander, razor and shaving cream in hand.
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Yet again, meanwhile, back in the kitchen...another kind of cream is being used in a much different way.
"Hee hee...that tickles."
"You like it and you know it" Willow teases as she continues to lick the Cool Whip from Tara's nipples.
By this time, both girls were completely covered, lying on the floor under the counter in a tangled, creamy mess.
"I think you have some in your ear."
"No I don't."
"Now you do" Tara says as she takes a lick from the bowl and proceeds to stick her tongue in the redhead's ear.
"Tara! Mmmm...Tara tongue" Willow moans as the blonde slips her tongue in and around the freckled ear, then biting gently on the soft lobe.
"God this is fun!"
"Mm hmm...messy but fun."
"Guess we'll have to go clean up soon."
"Don't wanna...want more strawberries."
"Where do you want them?" Tara asks seductively.
Willow picks out a nice plump strawberry and places it between her teeth. She brings her lips to Tara's and glides it over the full, luscious lips. Her lips part and teeth sink into the strawberry, juices running down both their chins.
"Mmm...that's so...juicy" Tara says as she tries to chew the berry.
"So are you" Willow says as she tickles the soaked curls, and her tongue snakes out to lick the juice from Tara's chin and slowly glides down her neck.
"Oh...Will.."
Just then the back door flew open with a bang.
"Hurry Buffy."
"Shut up Xander, you big girl!"
"But it hurts."
"You shouldn't have flinched."
"Just get me a Band-Aid please?"
The lovers held their breath and tried to get as small as possible under the counter, both looking at the other with an 'oh shit' look plastered on their cream-covered faces.
"Let me get a wet rag first...then I'll...Aaaahhhhh!! (thud) Shit!!" The slayer speed, slayer hearing and slayer strength were no match for the slickness of the Cool-Whip covered tile.
Buffy looked up to see her two friends in quite a compromising position.
"Um...hi Buff?" was all they could squeak out as their hands hurriedly covered their formerly private areas.
Buffy's eyes widened at the site. "Gee Will...you were right. Tara does have glorious boobies."
"Boobies!" Xander yelled out of habit
"Stay right where you are, mister!" Willow yelled. "There will be no viewing of boobies for you!"
"Come on...please? I've been injured...how about a sympathy peek?"
"Not gonna happen, Harris!"
"Injured my ass! Nancy was shaving your neck pubes and you moved...it's just razor burn" Buffy huffed.
"Still hurts" Xander whined.
"Xander! Hurry up! I still need to wax you" Nancy yelled from the yard.
"Keep your panties on, Nancy. I'm coming." .
"Nancy?" Willow asked.
"Oh yeah...recognize that guy out there in the pink shirt? Can you see him from there? Anyway...turns out Robo-pimp daddy switched teams on us."
"You mean Wa.."
"Oh no...now it's Nan-cy."
"You're kidding! After all that with the robot, he's a...?"
"Yep" Buffy nods.
"Will, sweetie" Tara whispers from behind Willow. "I'm getting kinda cold."
"Oh shoot! Sorry honey. Um, Buff, can you give us a minute to uh..."
"Oh sure. Take your time. And Will..."
"Yeah?"
"You are SO gonna clean this mess up. What were you doing anyway?"
"Um..." she giggled and looked at Tara "having a snack. Now go on Buffy...my girl's cold."
"Oh, sorry Tara. Going now."
Buffy starts out the back door and peeks back as Willow stumbles out from under the counter. She gives Willow a wink and mouths "Glorious" as she heads out the back door to the quarreling boys.
"Xander! Sit down and let Nancy finish!"
"Tara, do you see my pants?"
"Um...over there."
Willow walks to where Tara pointed and bends down to pick them up when she feels Tara's strong hands wrap around her hips and pulls her back into her. She stands up and leans back into the sticky embrace.
"Did you like my kitchen fantasy?"
"Oh...yeah. That was amazing. We should've done this a long time ago."
"Well, now that we know we can venture outside the realm of 'the writers who are all completely stoned', we can have all kinds of fun."
"Sounds wonderful"
"So...now that we know we can...do you have anything you'd like to do? Some naughty little something you've been wanting to try?"
"No limitations?"
"Only your imagination."
"Ooh! I know...we could...no wait...how about..."
"Sweetie, take your time. Whatever you want to do, we'll do it, whenever, wherever you want. I'm not going anywhere."
"Well, actually first I'd kinda like to take a shower.
"Shower? Why? Don't you like being all sticky from your head to your toes?"
"Baby, if the stickiness has anything to do with you, I'm all for it...it's just my hair's getting kinda crusty."
"Yeah, mine too. Race ya!" Tara yells as she tries to cover herself with her clothes and attempts to beat the redhead out of the kitchen and upstairs.
"No fair!" Willow yells as she grabs hold of a piece of Tara's shirt, effectively tearing it from her body.
"Hey!" Tara squeals as she tries to cover herself with her hands.
"Ooh, there's one of my fantasies...a beautiful blonde running naked through the house."
"Try to catch me!" Tara teases as she scurries out of the kitchen, leaving Willow standing there sulking.
"This is so not fair" she says as she slips and slides her way around the counter and after her fantasy girl.
Her hand grips a door handle for support as she rounds the counter. Just then she slips and her feet go flying out from under her. "Ow, damn! Man, why does this have to be so...hey" Just then her eyes fall on the now open door. "Well, this has turned out to be a good thing after all." She smiled as she reached into the cabinet...pulling out the new bottle of Hershey's syrup. She pulls herself up and skates her way out of the kitchen door to the stairs, a wicked smile spread across her still cream-covered face.
"Tara...Baby...I have a surprise for you." "This just keeps getting better and better."
***************
But I don't want pink nail polish" Xander whines.
"Oh,come on. You and I both know why you didn't marry your demon girl."
"Ex."
"Whatever. Why don't you just admit it?"
"Well...I do kind of like your shirt" Xander says as he loops his arm through Nancy's and they stroll happily off into the sunset.
"You know, we're going to have to do something about your name."
"Xander's too butch?"
"Oh yeah. I was thinking...I always liked the name 'Fonda'."
"Hmm...Fonda Harris?"
"Oh no, we must change the last name too. How about...Peters?"
"You want me to be Fonda Peters?"
"Honey, I think you always have been."
Buffy stands on the deck watching, shakes her head and laughs.
"Well, I guess Spike was right...and Giles...and Willow...and Tara...and Dawn...and...
...and they all lived happily ever after.
The End
"There was plenty of magic." ~ Tara
Edited by: wimpy0729 at: 8/26/04 1:49 pm
by taralicious » Sat Aug 21, 2004 1:10 pm 
and 
and 
, so I'll just say "More Please!"
. Wonderful update. Love sam xx 
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I Enjoyed The Name Changes They Were Funny...But I'd Say The Best Part Was The Niiiice Fantasie 
And Chocolate...Oh Man Chocolate.... *Sigh* Well Theres Nothing Better Than The Taste Of Chocolate Mmmm.
that was hilarious, NANCY eh?
LOL haha now she cant go to bed without dirty thought anymore
